Chapter 835: 834 finishing touch Chapter 835: 834 finishing touch That’s just enough, but profoundly aningful.
Brady knew exactly how to hurt his opponent. They were adults now; no need to throw punches or hurl insults like elentary school kids.
Li Wei understood.
This was the first ti Li Wei truly saw Brady lose control—not as the GOAT, standing lofty before the dia, nor as the perfect gentleman in the public eye. His anger, his struggle, his pettiness, and his cunning—all revealed, if only a sliver of truth slipped through.
Li Wei wasn’t angry.
Because there was no need. Quite the opposite, actually. This version of Brady seed far more human. Li Wei believed he’d done a great job, finally dragging the GOAT down to earth, pulling off the mask to reveal his true self. Now, they stood as equals—a re mortal—
Not a god.
This version of Brady felt… almost approachable.
And so, Li Wei flashed a brilliant smile at Brady. “Oh, you’re so kind.”
Brady: …
For a fleeting second, Brady’s expression froze, his eyes filled with bewildernt.
The sight made Li Wei burst into hearty laughter. He stepped forward and gave Brady a deliberate hug, whispering in his ear, “Better luck next year.”
Snap.
It was as if a string in Brady’s mind suddenly snapped. His fists clenched, just a hair’s breadth from swinging at Li Wei’s face, but he quickly regained composure—
Because of the caras, absolutely not because Li Wei was a mixed martial artist. Definitely not.
Then, Li Wei turned and walked away, head held high, with an unhurried stride.
For once, Brady stood there like a defeated stray dog, unable to hide his expression.
And this scene? Broadcast live on television for all to see.
At the post-ga press conference, Brady elegantly addressed questions about the incident.
Brady: “I’m still processing this loss. This might be the most difficult and painful defeat of my career. I need so ti to co to terms with it.”
Reporter: “Harder than the 2007 Super Bowl loss to the New York Giants that ruined your perfect season?”
Brady: “…Thank you for rembering that.”
Although Brady remained composed and calm, in the eyes of the public, it didn’t co across that way—
A sore loser is still a sore loser.
Later, the screenshot of Li Wei hugging Brady and whispering in his ear, coupled with Brady’s face of forced endurance, beca a viral , spreading like wildfire across social dia.
Netizens added all kinds of captions for Li Wei, with Brady’s expression as the pièce de résistance.
It was a party—a raucous internet-wide party, with social dia platforms exploding with unprecedented commotion.
In this mont, the deep-seated hatred for the New England Patriots beca palpable. Outside the New England region, almost everyone celebrated the Kansas City Chiefs’ victory—or more accurately, the Patriots’ defeat.
New York, jubilant.
Buffalo and Miami, jubilant.
Indianapolis, jubilant.
And still, that wasn’t all.
Further south on the North Arican continent, another city erupted with unparalleled energy.
In New Orleans, bars big and small were packed with fans drowning their sorrow, grief, pain, and anguish in alcohol, refusing to accept the outco of the afternoon’s National Conference Championship. They still believed the League had stolen the conference title from them, dubbing the Los Angeles Rams as the damned thieves.
But when Mahos and Li Wei connected on a ga-winning play, drunken New Orleans seed to awaken at last, taking to the streets with fists raised high.
“Beat the Rams!”
“Beat the Rams!”
Roars, screams, cheers—building into an unstoppable force, pulling Saints fans out of their drunken despair and into reality, reigniting a glimr of hope—
Hadn’t the Kansas City Chiefs perfected vengeance on behalf of the Indianapolis Colts?
Hadn’t the Kansas City Chiefs defeated the GOAT?
If anyone could stop the Los Angeles Rams, wouldn’t “Playoff Chiefs” be the undisputed choice?
“Beat the Rams!”
The chants shook the heavens and reverberated through all of New Orleans.
All eyes turned toward one destination. With countless gazes locked on it, the NFL’s 2018 season had boiled down to one climactic showdown.
The conference championships ended in breathtaking fashion.
In the National Conference Championship, the Los Angeles Rams exacted revenge for their Week 9 regular-season loss with an overti victory over the New Orleans Saints to punch their ticket to the Super Bowl.
In the Arican Conference Championship, the Kansas City Chiefs pulled off a stunning overti coback against the New England Patriots, avenging their Week 6 grudge and keeping their title hopes alive.
Two gas, two overtis—complete with controversy, suspense, cobacks, and ga-winners.
Absolutely exhilarating.
Undoubtedly, this was the perfect realization of every imaginable scenario in the conference championships, pushing the season to its zenith in spectacular fashion.
And yet, behind the applause, controversies stole countless headlines.
Imdiately following the gas, the NFL admitted that a significant missed call occurred at the end of regulation ti during the Arican Conference Championship, overlooking a crucial penalty.
And then… nothing. Nothing followed…
As with the National Conference Championship, the League rely acknowledged the officiating error but offered no apologies, no statents, no follow-up of any kind.
Clearly, the League was unwilling to associate itself with rumors of “fixed gas.”
Especially at such a critical juncture.
Both the New Orleans Saints and Kansas City Chiefs filed formal complaints, demanding the League establish an independent third-party committee to investigate the matter and provide an official response.
The New England Patriots, not to be outdone, argued that ignoring Li Wei’s ga-tying injury tiout tactic favored the ho team, suggesting possible corruption. They also filed a complaint demanding an investigation.
One after another, the grievances piled on. This wasn’t over, not by a long shot.
Now it was up to Goodell to navigate the chaos.
But no amount of complaints could alter the outcos of the gas.
No matter the controversies, Goodell ultimately got what he wanted.
Both conference championships concluded with young teams clinching overti victories over veteran squads. For the second consecutive year, youth storms swept through the League—
Last season, the Philadelphia Eagles and Kansas City Chiefs eting in the Super Bowl was deed an upset, a chaotic culmination of a season rife with parity. Now, with young, vibrant teams advancing to the Super Bowl for a second straight year, does this herald the rise of the next generation in the NFL?
Particularly as both Brees and Brady, the elite quarterbacks, perford far below expectations in the conference championships. Their stats were nothing to celebrate. After dominating the League for so many years, their limitations finally beca apparent.
Experience was no match for the biological clock of aging.
So, does this signify the NFL’s full-blown generational shift?
Perhaps Big Manning’s retirent marked the beginning. The golden generation of the League is now in decline—not just the four elite quarterbacks, but also the mid-generation led by Little Manning, Rivers, Roethlisberger, and Flacco, all showing signs of fatigue. Is it ti to shift focus to the young guns?
Has the new generation finally arrived?
For instance, Luck and Prescott.
Or Goff and Wentz.
Or how about Mahos and… Jackson?
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